"Mom, my nose was bumped by [IJ]'s big head!"
These are not cookies, mother. They're pretzels! |
"No, sweetie, but you can pray that those people let them in."
"That is so SAD! Can we kick their faces?"
"Mom, there are bones and spearmints and ox-ox-ox-y-gen inside us, but you don't have to be scared, okay?"
"Mom, you look like a MAN!"